I am not a baseball fan, nor am I from Ohio, so I can't say that a Cleveland baseball game was the most interesting or entertaining place for me to be. However, the other three enjoy the games, so I did my best to be a good sport. I was famished after a busy shopping trip, so my mood drastically improved after some ballpark pizza. I even managed to follow along with the game a little bit and clap when I figured something good happened. The Indians ended up winning the game in the bottom of the ninth inning - I clapped for that part.
|Us @ Progressive (Jacob's) Field|
We opted out of hanging around the town after the game, since The Writer and I were both exhausted. We didn't necessarily get out of the city right away because we were parked on the top deck of a parking garage and had to wait for everyone else to clear out before we could go. We enjoyed the cool breeze and view of the city while we were waiting. He'd been so busy with the end of his semester and I with my move that we had hardly had any time to simply sit and be together. It was a great way to end the day.